Hansel and Gretel (Erotic Fairy Tales)
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She surfaced a few yards out, tossing her dark locks over her head in a spray of water, bouncing on the tips of her toes. Gretel beckoned him with one dripping hand. Like a mermaid tempting a sailor in the night, the water lapped over her bosom, her hair trailing out from her shoulders and a coy smile playing on her lips. Hansel took one last moment to admire the sight of her before diving into the water after her. The water was still slightly warm from the summer sun, but even cold water wouldn’t have kept him from a naked and waiting Gretel. Just the thought of her in the water made him hard and eager for her.
Hansel slipped his hands between Gretel’s legs, lifting her feet off of the ground and hooking her legs around his waist as he surfaced. Gretel laughed as he lifted her half way out of the water. Her nipples hardened as the night air struck them. She tangled her fingers into his thick, curling hair and pulled, arching her back and finding the swollen tip of him, pressing against her pussy. She gripped her legs around him and pulled him closer to her, pressing his cock into her. Hansel groaned happily, having missed being inside of her after so long. Now that the spell was broken he realized how long they had been apart. His fingers curled into her hips under the water and he pulled her down the length of him, sheathing himself inside of her.
Water drops slipped down her shoulders, over the mounds of her breasts and disappearing into the lake. Hansel bent forward as Gretel wiggled her hips, bouncing back and forth over his cock, and caught her right nipple in his mouth. He sucked on it until she cried out for him and it was hard and a dark red. Flicking his tongue over it and wrapping his lips around it, kissing it as if it were her very lips. His teeth bit into the soft skin on the underside of her breast, making her giggle for him like she always had. He shifted over to her left breast, circling it with his tongue, dragging the flat of his tongue between her breasts, savoring the floral taste of her skin. If he hadn’t had to hold her up in the water, his hands would have caressed her body for hours.
Reluctantly, he pulled away from her breasts and slipped his hands up around her waist, his hands nearly circling it, and began to guide her back and forth. He watched happily as her breasts jiggled with the impact of his hips into her thighs as he fucked her. Gretel began to moan for him, encouraging him to go faster as she called out his name to the starry sky above. He smiled, remembering the sound of his name on her hungry lips but the water slowed his actions and he couldn’t answer her pleas. He gathered her to him, wrapping his arms around her waist to carry her to shore.
He laid her down in the shallows, the water coming up just high enough to frame her nubile body, making her hair swirl out around her head. The ground was soft and shifting under them, but Hansel was able to kneel between her legs and find purchase on the ground before he slid back into her, slamming his cock into her, making Gretel cry out in surprise. He waited until she picked her head up and nodded at him, yes that was exactly what she wanted. Gretel wanted to be claimed by him, she wanted him to remember how her pussy felt around his cock, that hers was the only body he wanted under him for the rest of his life.
Hansel bent over her, his hands on either side of her, fingers digging into the soft earth before his hips shifted back, pulling nearly all the way out of her before he was thrusting forward again. Gretel lifted her knees, rocking her hips back and opening herself to him as he pounded inside of her, fucking her as hard and fast as he could. Gretel screamed for him, the water lapping around them, splashing in time with their rocking bodies. Gretel clenched around him, making it a fight for his swollen, desperate cock to enter her, but Hansel only pounded harder, forcing her open for him as Gretel raked her nails up his back, painting her pleasure into his skin.
Soon she was begging him to go faster, faster, faster, she was so close. Hansel told her to go, not to wait for him; he wanted to watch as she came for him.
“Yes, cum for me, Gretel,” he whispered harshly against her ear before his tongue plunged into her, licking her ear as his hips pumped, thrusting his cock into her. She cried out to God, screaming Hansel’s name and he watched as she thrashed under him, pressing her hips up to rub her clit against him as she came, her pussy pulsating around him.
He grinned down at her, enjoying the show of her orgasm, but before she could lay back and enjoy the aftershocks, he hooked one arm under her leg and fucked her faster and faster just as she had begged until he felt the orgasm ripping through his body and he was bucking on top of her, wedding his body to hers as he came inside of her with a roar of release. Gretel giggled under him, just like she always had. Just like she always would.